Chapter 51: Chronicle of the 1960s 11
He tilted his head back and took a small sip. As soon as it entered his mouth, Zhong Hansong realized that the taste was wrong. He thought it was just water to quench his thirst, but when it entered his mouth, he tasted the sweet aroma of rice.
Zhong Hansong was stunned for a while, then he understood. The little girl must have deliberately put the cooked porridge into the kettle. The little girl was very smart.
Then he remembered the aroma of rice in his mouth, and looked apologetic. He actually ate the little girl's rations. Realizing that the little girl might have taken the wrong kettle, he quickly stopped drinking water and pointed at the kettle guiltily.
You can't make any noise at this moment that would let others notice anything.
Feng Wu just smiled without saying anything. She just made a gesture to let the old man continue drinking, while she carefully peeled the egg. She carefully put the eggshell into her pocket bit by bit, and then put a white egg into the old man's hand.
Faced with the food given by a little girl he had never met before, Zhong Hansong finally ate it. It had been more than half a year since he tasted eggs again. He couldn't describe the feeling, but he felt that the egg yolk was a little choking in his throat.
Feng Wu handed another kettle to the old man, his movements still innocent and simple.
Zhong Hansong sighed inwardly, wondering how this little girl could be so naive and innocent. A patient she had never met before wasn't worth the risk of giving away life-saving food, especially since he was still a prisoner in need of labor reform.
People’s hearts are hidden, the little girl still lacks social experience!
I want to give you some advice, but on the one hand I don’t feel I’m qualified, and on the other hand it’s because of the environment I’m in now.
Feng Wu had no idea what was going on in the old man's mind. She was so selfless and generous in offering him food because the old man was her husband's relative. She loved him so much that she loved everyone in him.
The second is that the old man should have been a veteran Red Army soldier, which can be seen from the calluses on his palms and the small amount of shrapnel that has not been removed from his body.
She took the kettle and took a sip, a rich milky aroma filling her mouth. Zhong Hansong smiled. Luckily, the little girl knew to use the kettle as a disguise. These days, even with money and tickets, these good things are hard to buy.
After taking only a small sip, he was reluctant to continue, fearing that he would eat up all the girl's food.
With food in his stomach, his body felt unusually relaxed. Zhong Hansong thought it was because of the injections and medicine given by the doctor. He touched the thick quilt on his body and felt less heavy-hearted. The sentence of more than ten years did not seem so difficult to bear.
It was peaceful and beautiful on this side of the curtain, but on the other side, two hundred prisoners were huddled together.
Gao Nanting was anxious and his eyes were always on the curtain. Sun Qi secretly reminded him several times to be careful, as there were many people around them who were interested.
The train stopped briefly twice along the way and continued running until dark. At that time, the train stopped temporarily at Yaoqiu Military Station to wait for a special train that would pass by two hours later.
As the whistle blew, the door of the sealed train car opened. The staff who had been sitting on the train for a whole day felt weak in the legs and feet. When they walked on flat ground, they felt like they were still swaying in the train.
It was not convenient for Feng Wu, a female comrade, to stay in the male prisoners' compartment all the time, so when Huang Lianyun came with the guards to ask about the situation, Feng Wu made a suggestion.
"The patient's condition has basically stabilized, but he still needs someone to look after him. Comrade soldier, please make the arrangements!"
Huang Lianyun lifted the curtain and looked at the patient, and found that he had woken up. Compared with the previous grayish face, the prisoner's face could now be described as rosy.
I couldn't help but admire the doctor's good medical skills.
Leaving carriage No. 8 and returning to carriage No. 1, Feng Wu found that the seat he had originally chosen was also occupied. He found an empty seat at random, spread out his bedding, threw his luggage aside, and sat on the floor.
In carriage number eight, Huang Lianyun asked several times, but no prisoner was willing to take the risk of staying by the patient's side to take care of him.
Huang Lianyun had no choice but to point at Gao Nanting, who stood much taller than the crowd, and said, "Come here. I'll leave this man in your care for the time being. If you perform well, I'll send a letter of commendation to the farm, which will also help you get a reduced sentence."
With sticks and dates, there will always be willing prisoners.
Gao Nanting was overjoyed, but his expression remained calm. He pouted and glanced at the curtain critically, but nodded in agreement reluctantly.
"Report, if I take good care of the person, can I eat an extra steamed bun for dinner? There's no way. I'm big and consume food quickly. One steamed bun is not enough to fill me up."
It was just an extra steamed bun for dinner, and he could agree to it right away. "Okay, I'll give you an extra steamed bun for dinner, provided you take good care of the patient."
Hearing that he could eat an extra steamed bun, Gao Nanting's smile became more sincere. "It's just helping to take care of a patient, what's so difficult about that? Uncle PLA soldiers, just leave the patient to me. I promise to complete the task!"
Dinner was still delivered by the cooks at the military station. It was served on a simple wooden dining cart with steaming green steamed buns and light soybean soup.
Green steamed buns are made from moldy wheat ears ground into powder. It is very good to have such fine grains to eat this year.
Feng Wu chewed on a steamed bun that was a little sour and calculated the distance the train had traveled that day. The weather was getting colder as he went north. The sealed wagon looked warm, but in fact, the several layers of iron sheets did not keep warm at all. In addition, there were gaps where the iron sheets were welded, and the wind seemed to have eyes and kept blowing into the gaps.
He filled a kettle with hot water at the military station, washed his face in a washbasin, and wiped his body. The conditions were difficult, but Feng Wu was not a pretentious person.
You can enjoy happiness and endure suffering!
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